Handsome CEO Shadow Wife

Life is a Choice

Dhatu ran as fast as he could towards the rungan, he was too late because the bike broke down. Blame it on him who was too late and did not check the gasoline that was already in the red line. A sharp look was received by Dhatu as soon as he opened the glass door of his room. Dhatu smiled as he nodded slowly, then walked slowly to his desk.

"This is the second time you've been late, Tu."

The voice belonged to Mira, the supervisor who was watching her. Dhatu smiled clumsily, then peeked through the computer screen. "Sorry, Ma'am. I'm wrong, tomorrow's promise isn't too late."

Mira clucked violently, without responding she refocused her gaze on the computer screen in front of her. Dhatu grimaced. The clap on the arm made Dhatu turn to the side, Krishna smiled at him and whispered softly; "No need to be entered. She didn't get rations from her husband."

The man's words were able to make a smile adorn Dhatu's face. Dhatu nodded, then said thanks without a sound. The man brandished both thumbs before returning his focus to the computer screen, Dhatu doing the same. He should immediately start the pending work.

Actually, working as a service customer in an electronics company is not a difficult thing. The toughest part is when you have to receive heavy complaints from consumers who have not received service visits, or damaged products repeatedly.

Dale enjoys his work. All he did was pick up the phone, receive complaints, record, and also make daily reports. After all, the wages he received each month were quite decent. However, Mira often presses and tries to find her fault. If you do not need money to connect life, Dhatu has long chosen to leave the company.

Minutes passed, now Krisna and Dhatu spend time in the office rooftop, enjoying a simple lunch while sharing stories. His senior is good, but Dhatu does not want to be caught in the wrong taste, he knows very well if Krishna is good to everyone. Since the beginning of the introduction, Dhatu has put the name of Krishna into the black list of men he will marry later. Not because the man is a playboy, it's just too good, and often makes people misunderstand.

"Where is your mother, Tu?"

Dhatu stopped his bribe. "Good, Mas."

"Still hospitalized, Tu?"

Dhatu nodded weakly. "Still, Mas. I want to take a leave of absence also afraid of not being approved by Mira Ma'am. That's why I prefer to come late. Overwhelmed me, Mas."

Krishna nodded in understanding. "Not to be forced, Tu. Better a leave adjuvant, than a continuous stream."

Dhatu seemed to think for a moment. But it's not easy. Given the part they lack people because of the mass sackings that occur. Mira people who are ambitious and better step on subordinates to get a good assessment.

"I don't think so, Mom."

"If you need anything, don't hesitate, Tu."

Dhatu nodded and thanked. Which woman wouldn't misunderstand if that man was so good, right? The heart of a woman is weak and easily trapped in the goodness received, Dhatu does not deny if it is difficult not to like the kind-hearted Krishna who has a sweet face.

***

Dhatu cut the apple, then stretched it out to his weakly lying mother. This is Dhatu's new activity, keeping his mother until night, then his father will come and replace him. Dhatu is the only child, so can not expect others to take turns to look after his mother who is sick with typhoid.

"Tu ... Mama has a request."

"I'll grant you three wishes" said Dhatu smiling broadly as he made three with his finger. The mother laughed at her jovial and joking daughter.

"Mom seriously, Tu."

Dhatu placed the rest of the apples in his hands onto the table next to the hospital bed, then looked at his mother closely. "You want what, Ma? Want to eat something again, right? Tell me, it must be Dhatu kabulin. If the problem grants Jin Dhatu his wish."

The woman's laughter broke. Dhatu smiled happily to see his mother who already seemed to improve. The woman clasped Dhatu's hand and stared into his bead, causing anxiety to begin to permeate Dhatu's heart niche. Is this about illness, Mama?

The middle-aged woman laughed a little."You mostly watch soap operas."

Dhatu. "Sinetron doom, Ma."

Both of them laughed again. "It's hard for you to be serious."

"What would you like to ask?" this time Dhatu tried to seriously listen to his mother's request.

Dian—ibu Bladder Dhatu—crinked her handgrip. "Mama wants you to get married."

Dhatu fell silent, then his laughter broke. "Mom's got tired syndrome again asked when his son married, huh?"

Dian pinched Dhatu's pointed nose with anxiety. "Mama's serious."

Dhatu's laughter vanished seeing earnestness in his mother's eyes. "Don't joke, Ma. Candidates do not have, how can they marry?"

Dian shakes. "Mom has a candidate."

Dhatu widened both eyes and his mouth opened unceremoniously. "Want to mate Dhatu?"

Dian nodded enthusiastically. "Remember Sanjaya?"

Dhatu nodded slowly. The middle-aged man who still looks handsome in his old age, who does not remember the man. Moreover, Sanjaya often visited their home and gave him a lot of goods. Of course, Dhatu refused, but Sanjaya was not his name if he could not make Dhatu accept the gift of the man with all the sad stories that were either true or just a mere essay. Dhatu fits in with the humorous man and the atmosphere warms up if the two are telling a story. Sanjaya is his second father.

"Yes, take it."

Dian smiled with satisfaction. "Good." the woman gently rubbed Dhatu's face, "Mama once promised to give you as her daughter-in-law and now she's charging that promise."

Dhatu's heart was almost out of place when he heard the woman's words just now, but Dhatu tried to comfort himself with a crisp laugh. "It's not funny, Ma."

Dian shakes. "Mama's serious."

Silence drowned both. Dhatu's heart seemed to be out of place. "I never even met Om Sanjaya's son. How could you ask us to get married?" Dhatu let go of the woman's hand and looked at her mother.

His anger peaked and he was upset not playing. Times have advanced, but why his mother still wants to match him. Moreover, he did not know and had never met the man he would be betrothed to. They don't love each other. Isn't love the price of dying to start a relationship? None of this feels right.

"Mama and papa once promised Om Sanjaya to hand you over as their son-in-law. You know for yourself that their families have helped us a lot. You can work in the company now and immediately become a permanent employee also thanks to Om Sanjaya, right?"

Dhatu looked at his mother. He knew very well that their family had received much kindness from Sanjaya, including himself. However, this is no reason to force two strangers to live together. How can you tie a promise to someone you don't know at all?

"The choice is yours, but mom wants you to know. Our honor is also within your grasp, Dhatu."

Life is always faced with many choices, but this is not what Dhatu wants to be one of them. Dhatu looked at his mother and the two looked at each other in silence.